Pink Floyd - Gunners Dreamadd

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A             A
Floating down through the clouds
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Memories come rushing up to meet me now
       A
In the space between the heavens
           E                             D
And in the corner of some foreign field,
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I had a dream,
        A
I had a dream

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Goodbye Max, goodbye Ma
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After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
        A                                E
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air,
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You hear the tolling bell, and touch the silk in your lapel,
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And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band,
D                  E
You take her frail hand and hold on to the dream

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A place to stay, enough to eat,
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Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
              A                                    E
Where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears,
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And what's more no-one ever disappears,
                                    Dmaj7
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
A                E
You can relax on both sides of the tracks,
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And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control,
    A                            E
And everyone has recourse to the law,
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And no-one kills the children anymore
D                                   A
No-one kills the children anymore

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Night after night, going round and round my brain,

    D        E            A
His dream is driving me insane
       A
In the corner of some foreign field,
    E
The gunner sleeps tonight
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What's done is done
   A                               E
We cannot just write off his final scene
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Take heed of his dream,
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Take heed